// I've reached the heights of weariness.
I'm so tired, that I can't keep my eyes open but when I go to bed, I can't sleep.
Ten hours wasn't so bad, I survived the past couple of weeks, afterall. But twelve?
To think there's one more month of this.
And three pilates classes to teach! I am going to have rock hard abs by the end of the year. //
Monday, July 14, 2008
Monday, July 07, 2008
carry you
with my eyes i haven't seen
with my ears i haven't heard
with my lips no words speak
with my hands so transparent
once mentioned, everything appeared
the flirtatious nature, the subtle words
one point meaning another
deception
pictures of a red sky, orange clouds
polar differences of the temperature
of the heart
heavy
these wings are a burden
21.06.08
with my ears i haven't heard
with my lips no words speak
with my hands so transparent
once mentioned, everything appeared
the flirtatious nature, the subtle words
one point meaning another
deception
pictures of a red sky, orange clouds
polar differences of the temperature
of the heart
heavy
these wings are a burden
21.06.08
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